out
there, Bee
wears yellow pantaloons.
here,
Flower nods
a heavy head
casts
in sleep
its powdered gold.
September 03, 2005
August 30, 2005
Sunflower
Inspired by Ernesto (imitation is the sincerest form of flattery), I thought I'd try my hand at a hay(no)ku:
If --
we’d stayed
warm in bed --
days
had thirty
fine fat hours --
languid
might describe
these silver mornings.
Time
though places
its firm hand
in
the small
of our backs
pushes
past the
scent of coffee,
the
red interior
of ripe fruit.
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In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.
